Temptation So Sweet

Temptation So Sweet
By: Nikki Sin (erotic_nikki_sin@yahoo.com)

Temptation So Sweet By Nikki Sin

Brenda sat at her desk desperately trying to pay attention to the lesson but damn Professor Westmore was so distracting. Every time she saw him around the campus she wanted to strip and jump his bones. She squirmed in her seat and tore her gaze away from his broad back, doing her best to take notes on what was being written on the black board. "So the rate of change of velocity is the slope of the tangent line on a v-t graph, got that everyone?" The class around her murmured, everyone was uncomfortable. The summer had not even started yet but the heat was definitely suffocating. Even though the AC was on full blast it still didn't cool down the entire room. "So who can tell me what velocity is?" professor Westmore asked. No-one rose their hand, "come on people, the faster we get through this, the faster we can leave", frustration was evident on his handsome face. Brenda raised her hand "Yes Brenda?" "Velocity is the rate of change in position, which is the slope of the tangent line on an x-t graph." "Excellent, thank you Brenda, and on that note, you will continue to read chapter 4 continuing to chapters 5 and 6, answering the questions at the end of each".

The class groaned in unison, it was Friday after all and the last thing anyone wanted was a ton of physics homework to do over the weekend. As Brenda rose from her seat daydreaming about being bent over the desk by Professor Westmore she heard him call her name. "Brenda, Brenda" she turned to look at him at the front of the class "Yes, sir" she replied "Would you come here please, I need to discuss something with you". Brenda watched as her classmates filed out of the room leaving her alone with Professor Westmore. She walked down the steps trying to look as disappointed as she could while her heart did a wild dance in her chest. "Yes professor" she said when she stood in front of him. Her gaze wandered over his body taking him in. He was tall, no less than 6'4", he had wavy brown hair that fell to his shoulders, stormy grey eyes, sweet delectable cherry lips that just begged to be kissed and nibbled on. How she longed to put her hands on his shoulders, rise up on her tip-toes and kiss those lips. His shoulders were broad and looked oh so strong. His shirt fit him just a little snug, just like the black jeans they were tucked into, letting her know his body was very fit underneath. "Ah Brenda, you've taken to this class so well, and I'm forming a physics group of which I would like you to be a member". Oh great she thought, another way to become ostracized from her friends, a lot of whom didn't even get the basic concepts of physics, much less understand that she actually liked the subject. Professor Westmore didn't seem to notice her hesitance and went right on "Yes the group would be meeting at my house on Saturday evenings" ...everything else faded... Did he say the group would be meeting at his place? "So what do you say Brenda?" without a second thought she agreed "Great, so the first meeting is tomorrow and here is the address." Professor Westmore handed her a business card with his home address on it. She slipped it into her back pocket and practically glided out of the classroom.

Brenda was glad her feet remembered the way because she had no idea how she ended back up in her dorm room. Her roommate Sarah was no where to be found, probably hanging out with one of her many fuck buddies. Unfortunately for her, she had been roomed with the whore of the campus. Brenda had nothing against sex, she loved it herself. What she did have a problem with was the number of different men Sarah would spread her legs for. Married, single, attached, they all seemed to make no difference for Sarah; "As long as he's packing" Sarah would say. She recalled an instance where she had woken up in the middle of the night to Sarah's moans. Devon, the big black quarterback on the football team had Sarah's long white legs over his shoulders and he was pile driving into her as hard as he could. Brenda had never considered herself a voyeur in any capacity but she couldn't turn away. She was mesmerized by it. It wasn't so much what they were doing that caught her attention but for the first time she realized just how attracted she was to the color contrast. Devon's black skin against Sarah's white flesh, it was such a turn on. Just thinking about it again made her wet. Dropping her bag on the floor she decided to take a walk around the campus. If anything could be said for going to school so far out in the boonies, it's that the campus was beautiful. Pennsylvania had never been much of a lure for her but she had to admit the springs, summers and falls were awesome out here. Changing out of her skirt and blouse she donned some shorts, a t-shirt and her hiking boots. The campus itself was nestled on acres of woods and there were plenty of hiking trails. Snatching her mp3 player from her dresser she was out the door.

As she walked she thought about the next day, Saturday. She wondered how many other people were in the group. She hadn't heard him ask anyone else about it. Maybe they were from his other classes. Well whatever, it didn't really matter, all that mattered was that she would be in his home. Maybe she could learn a thing or two from Sarah and seduce him into bed. Yes...yes...she knew it was wrong, him being her teacher and all, but wasn't it more wrong to let such a scrumptious man get away. Light slowly faded from the day as Brenda made her way back to her dorm room. As she rounded the corner to her building she came across David, Matt, Susan and Jack. Instantly they swarmed her, babbling about going to the only club in town and wanting her to go with them. Brenda thought about all the work she needed to do, but what the hell, she wouldn't be able to get any work done if Sarah was fucking anyway. With a nod of acceptance she ran up to her room to get ready. She opted for her tiny leopard print dress, the one that hugged her figure, accentuating her large 38DD breasts, slim waist and full round ass. Besides, it went great with her complexion, making her caramel skin just glow. Showing off her 5 foot 8 inch frame to it's best advantage. Combing out her wavy black hair, she did a quick turn in the mirror. A saucy black vixen stared back at her, perfect, hey.... Nerds can be sexy too, she laughed to herself. Eat your heart out Beyonce. As she reached for the door Sarah walked in with a guy Brenda didn't know, the ring evident on his left hand as Sarah led him to her bed. Brenda nodded a quick hi and was out the door. Outside she jumped into Matt's car and they took off for the club.

All night, she danced with guy after guy, grinding her luscious body up against them, feeling their cocks swell against her ass. She went out of her way to flaunt her tits and ass, even doing a little number with Susan that had Matt, David and Jack panting. But what she really wanted was to be doing her dance for Professor Westmore. She envisioned every man she danced with as him, feeling his hands on her waist as she shook her ass and leaned back on his hard cock, feeling him wanting more and barely restraining himself with her body so close. She danced until she couldn't dance anymore, until the club closed and dawn was on the horizon. Matt drove them back to campus and even tried getting her to invite him up. But Matt was a friend and she didn't want to ruin their friendship by sleeping with him, no matter how horny she was. Brenda didn't even bother to change out of her clothes. She was out like a light the minute her head hit the pillow.

Her alarm buzzed loudly at 3pm, startling Brenda awake. Reaching out she knocked over the clock, hoping to shut it up, which didn't work at all. Sitting up at the edge of the bed, she reached out and picked the clock up off the floor, turning off the alarm. The time flashed red in her face. What!!! It was already 3 o' clock in the afternoon, where the hell had the day gone. She was sure she hadn't been sleeping that long. Brenda got up and headed for the shower. She had to be at the professor's house in 2 hours, which gave her time to get cleaned up, pick out a decent outfit and get something to eat, if she was lucky. It was 10 minutes after 5 when she arrived at his door. She double checked the address on the business card and rang the bell. Standing there she was both nervous and excited at the same time. Brenda caught a glimpse of herself in the glass at the sides of the door, she had to admit, she looked hot. She had taken the time to blow-dry her hair straight and the effect was worth it. Her smooth black hair hung around her face, framing it just right, accentuating her almond shaped eyes and her full lips. The outfit she had chosen helped too. The white blouse was buttoned just right so if she moved in certain ways she would flash the tops of her black lace bra and the pleated cheerleader skirt was short enough to show off her toned legs, but not short enough to be considered slutty. Although if the breeze happened to blow a certain way her black lace panties would definitely be on display. Maybe she would give Professor Westmore a flash anyway; she thought wickedly, the vixen in her nodding its head.

She was yanked from her daydream as the door opened and there stood her version of lust incarnate, Professor Westmore, barefooted and dressed in blue jeans and a t-shirt. His biceps on full display. Showing great restraint when all she wanted to do was pounce on him, rip his clothes off and have her way with him until he couldn't walk, Brenda smiled and said cheerfully "Hi Professor Westmore". He smiled back at her, that drop dead gorgeous smile that made her weak in the knees "Brenda, so glad you could make it, and call me Dean, we're not in school so we can dispense with titles." Dean ushered her through the house and out unto the patio in the back where she was greeted by 5 other school mates she only knew in passing. They introduced themselves and the meeting began. The discussion was engaging to say the least, ranging from general physics to quantum physics and laser theory. The time just sped by and before they knew it, it was almost 11 o'clock at night. Dean, seeming very pleased with himself concluded the meeting by setting up an agenda for them to follow for the next meeting. The group began filing out. It seemed that everyone else lived nearby and Brenda was the only one who was actually housed on campus. As Dean closed the door behind the group he turned to her "I'm sorry, I didn't realize we would be this late but you are more than welcome to stay here for the night, catching a taxi at this hour, well let's just say you'd be standing out there all night. I have an extra guest bedroom down the hall". Brenda nodded her head "Well I guess I should at least help you clean up"

Together they brought in the cups and plates from the patio. Occasionally bumping shoulders as they both tried to go through the door or touching hands as they reached for the same plate or cup. Finally when everything was inside Dean closed the back door and went to the sink. He rinsed the dinnerware and placed them on the counter so that she could load them into the dishwasher. He finished before her and moved to sit at the kitchen table. Brenda continued to load the dishwasher, not noticing that Dean was staring at her. As she leaned over to close the dishwasher she heard Dean take in a sharp breath. Turning around to see what was wrong she realized that he was no longer sitting at the table but standing directly behind her. He looked at her with heat in his eyes, and his voice was deep when he said "I saw you last night". "You saw me?" Brenda asked. She was confused "when did you see me?" Dean backed her up against the counter and put his hands on either side of her. "I saw you being a little cock-tease at the club". The black vixen in Brenda rose to the surface. So he had seen her, grinding and gyrating on the dance floor. She wondered if her antics had aroused him. Brenda gave him a sultry look "I wasn't being a tease; they just weren't the one I wanted to fuck". "And who do you want to fuck Brenda?" he asked as he lifted her on to the counter. "You...... you're the one I want to fuck" she breathed into his ear.

Dean kissed her hard, grabbing a handful of her hair as he pressed his lips against hers. Forcing her mouth open and thrusting his tongue inside. He pressed his body up against her. She could feel the bulge of his cock pressing against her cunt. Knowing that they were separated by only a few pieces of cloth made Brenda grind her pussy against that growing hardness she desperately wanted to feel him inside of her. Dean dropped to his knees and practically ripped her panties down. He buried his tongue into her already dripping snatch. Brenda let go and became the wanton little slut she always wanted to be deep down inside. "Oooooohhhhh, oh yeah baby, eat that sweet black pussy" she held onto the back of his head as she spread her legs wider. Dean took that as an invitation to spread her outer pussy lips and shoved his tongue as far into her cunt as he could go. Lapping up all her sweet pussy juice. He inserted two fingers into her and expertly began stroking the sweet spot right behind the clit. Brenda's body began to shake "Yeah......uh huh, just like that baby, just like that.......uhhhhhh yeeeaaaaahhhhh you're gonna make me cum" she squealed as the orgasm ripped through her.

The orgasm was barely over when her white stallion yanked her off of the counter and turned her around. Palms down on the counter she could feel him rubbing her cock against her wet slit. When had he taken off his pants, she thought. But did she really care, hell no. All she wanted was to feel him inside her, and that's exactly what she got. Even as wet as she was, Dean was still too large to shove himself into her, so he had to work it in. Slowly gyrating his hips as her pussy opened up to accommodate him. Dean groaned as he imbedded his rock hard cock into her cunt. He loved the feel of her pussy contracting and holding him. Damn, she was so tight. All he wanted was to shove all of him inside her, make her scream his name. Brenda gasped at the sensation. "Oh god" she moaned "you're so big......give it to me.....give it all to me..... I want all of you inside me". She could feel him going deeper and deeper, deeper than anyone had ever been. Her pussy felt so full and yet he still went deeper. When his balls finally rested against her clit she could feel him all the way up past her belly button. He waited, allowing her to adjust to his size, then he pulled out slowly..... slowly.....until only the head remained embedded in her cunt. Dean pulled all the way out, feeling her pussy tighten up even more to keep him inside of her. Rubbing her cock up and down her opening he watched as she back up. Knowing that she wanted him inside of her so badly made his cock even harder. He inserted only the head of his cock and waited. Brenda wiggled her ass, trying to get him to move. She moved back and he backed away, teasing her with only the head of his massive cock inside her.

"Please" she begged, and it was all he needed. In a swift penetrating motion, he buried his cock deep inside her. She cried out at the feel of him penetrating her, she reached out but there was nothing to grasp but air. Again he pulled out and shoved himself back into her as hard and as fast as he could. She was so wet liquid was running down her thighs, lubricating her tight opening for him to work on. Dean's started a rhythm driving himself into her, harder and harder. Holding her ass cheeks in his palms and spreading them wide so he could have a good view of his massive cock splitting open her pussy. It felt so good tears were streaming down Brenda's face. "Ooooooooo yeah daddy, fuck me, fuck your hot little slut" she urged him on "shove that big white cock into my sweet little black cunt, stretch it out baby". Dean's paced picked up. He kicked her legs wider, so he could shove himself even deeper inside of her. Then he really began fucking her. He screams were music to his ears "Yeah, you like that don't you, you little slut, you like me fucking you with this big hard white cock.....you feel that....." He hooked her legs over his forearms and picked her up off the floor.

Brenda screamed and moaned "Oh god, oh Dean..... yes...yes...yes...don't stop....oh please......don't stop". Looking down he could see his cock had a slight blood tinge to it. Wow, he was fucking her so hard she was showing color and just that thought made him explode. Shoving his cock as deep as it could go he pumped her full of his hot sticky cum. The feel of Dean shoving himself so deep made Brenda cum, she clutched onto the counter top and felt the explosion deep in her stomach, the feeling quickly traveled though her blood stream like lightening making her shake and tremble. With his cock still inside her, he let go of her legs and pulled her body into him, holding her tight. His breath on the side of her neck made her pussy tighten up even more around his cock. She moaned as he planted kisses along the side of her neck and face.

"I've wanted to do that for such a long time" Dean confessed. "So what stopped you?" she asked. "I guess I figured you wouldn't want to get involved with a teacher, I mean technically I'm not supposed to get involved with a student" Brenda thought about that, it was the same argument she had used with herself "so what made you go for it now?" she asked. Dean grinned at her "well I just couldn't help it, especially when you bent over and your lace panties were on full display". Taking her hand Dean led Brenda to the bedroom. He laid her on the soft satin sheets and stared down at her. "Damn you're a good fuck". "I'm even better the second and third times around" she replied. "Really, well we'll just have to see about that, won't we" he said as he leaned over her spreading her legs. Slowly he slid his cock back into her. Sighing, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her. Brushing her lips over his lightly before kissing him passionately. "I won't be as quick this time" he said, and that was just fine by her. Sometime around 4am they fell asleep with him still buried deep inside her. Morning came but it wasn't the sun that woke Brenda out of her sleep, it was Dean slipping his cock into her for the fifth time in less that 12 hours. "You're insatiable" she smiled up at him "and you're so very accommodating" he replied. "Well I can't think of a better way to start the day" she said as his lips claimed hers. Brenda closed her eyes and drifted away on a cloud of pure bliss.